hardy - ao5

v_ d_-s_ man and the s_ inhabitant of the n_ w_

vulnerable doom-struck man and the serene inhabitant of the natural world - claire tomalin

c_ the m_ of b_

cherished the memory of belief - Claire Tomalin

hardys poetry is p_ about w_ of s_

hardys poetry is primarily about ways of seeing - Harvey

constant r_ is essential to k_ the b_ between m_ and h_ p_

constant reassessment is essential to keep the balance between modern and historical perspective

a female fan praised him for his: “c_ u_ of a w_ s_”, Emmas reply: “he u_ o_ the w_ he i_”

a female fan praised him for his: “complete understanding of a woman’s soul”, Emmas reply: “he understands only the woman he invents”

hardy l_ b_ n_ at the p_

hardy looks back nostalgically at the past - Norman-

f_ the e_ and its r_ as if he had s_ in his v_

feels the earth and its roots as if he had sap in his veins - gosse

hardy s_ m_ of the s_ c_ as Eliot, though his a_ of them d_

hardy shared many of the same concerns as Eliot, though his articulation of them differed

hardy is m_ by the r_ p_ of t_

hardy is moved by the remorseless passage of time - Vernon

hardy saw man as a v_ of d_, not its m_

hardy saw man as a “victim of destiny, not its master”- Hewett

a n_ p_ of s_ a_ and o_

a naive poet of simple attitudes and outlook - FR Leavis

his poems s_ t_ c_ e_ while r_ to be l_ into either

his poems span two cultural eras while refusing to be locked into either - Irving Howe

Wessex is a “m_ r_d_c_”

Wessex is a merely realistic dream county - Hardy

t_-t_ m_

time-torn man - hardy

the ultimate aim of the poet should be to t_ o_ h_ by s_ h_ o_

the ultimate aim of the poet should be to touch our hearts by showing his own - hardy

in this w_, there are f_ v_ and m_ e_

in this world there are few voices and many echoes - hardy

darkling thrush: “it is a u_ s_ of h_”

it is a universalised symbol of humanity - Harvey

drummer hodge: “the poem is a_-w_, drawing our a_ to the u_ v_ of a s_ c_”

the poem is anti war drawing our attention to the uncommemorated victims of a senseless conflict - J Cohen

the Emma poems are “a s_-i_ depiction of himself, no d_ d_ to e_ p_”

a self-indulgent depiction of himself, no doubt designed to evoke pity

the Emma poems are “r_ with g_ and w_”

the Emma poems are “racked with guilt and wonder” - Mallon

he loved [Emma] d_ and i_ as he had n_ l_ her in l_

he loved [Emma] dead and inaccessible as he had never loved her in life - tomalin

through poetry hardy can a_ a r_ that he k_ to be i_ in l_

through poetry hardy can attempt a reconciliation that he knew to be impossible in life - J Cohen

the Emma poems move between an o_ m_ s_ and a y_ m_ b_

the Emma poems move between an old mans sorrow and a young mans bliss - tomalin

Emmas death is “the moment when Thomas Hardy became a great poet”

Emmas death is “the moment when Thomas Hardy became a great poet” - tomalin

the Emma poems are “not n_ poems, they have the t_ of p_”

the Emma poems are “not narrative poems, they have the truth of poetry” - tomalin

hardys remorse “wasn’t s_ e_ to a_ her to h_ her s_”

hardys remorse “wasn’t strong enough to allow her to have her say” - Jacobson

the m_ goes back to the e_ t_ when each was m_ to the o_ - in her c_ and m_ i_ m_

the mind goes back to the early times when each was much to the other - in her case and mine intensely much - hardy

at castle boterel: “he writes in the t_ of W_ r_, displaying the same d_ f_ for r_ s_”

at castle boterel: “he writes in the tradition of Wordsworths ruralism, displaying the same deep feeling for rustic society” - Harvey

the going:“a l_ of s_-e_”

the going: “a lyric of self-exposure” - Dolin

the haunter: “l_ t_ over t_”

the haunter: “love triumphs over time” - Paulin

the oxen: “b_ by i_ m_”

the oxen: “burdened by inescapable memory” - Newey

the oxen: m_ on his l_ of f_and his r_ for it

the oxen: muses on his lack of faith and his regrets for it - tomalin

afterwards: “the poem r_ the p_ of t_…there are grounds for seeing this as a q_ o_ p_

afterwards: “the poem resists the passage of time…there are grounds for seeing this as a quietly optimistic poem”